The weather warmed, and all things revived, filling the small park with many vibrant colors.
Nuan Nuan, dressed in a milky white dress and a goose-yellow cardigan sweater, wobbled along, chasing Qiu Qiu and Er Mao.
Today, a crowd had gathered in one part of the small park, and the faint sound of melodious zither music drifted from within.
"Miss Nuan Nuan, shall we go to the lawn? It's more open over there. It's crowded here, and we might get bumped," Wu Ma said, tightly holding Nuan Nuan's hand, trying to keep her away from the throng.
"Mhm~" Nuan Nuan nodded obediently.
As Nuan Nuan passed the crowd, she curiously peered into the throng, only catching glimpses of a pale green skirt hem through the gaps between legs. wAp.kanshu伍.net
{Feng Qingyue, the daughter of a minor official in the Liang Dynasty, entered the palace to participate in the imperial selection out of admiration for the Emperor, becoming his favored concubine. Who knew that after failing in the palace struggles, she would perish, only to miraculously transmigrate into a modern-day, unknown small streamer in the Dragon Country.}kanδん
At this moment, Feng Qingyue stood at the center of the crowd. Clad in a blue Cuiyan shirt, a scattered flower water mist green grass pleated skirt, and draped in a light blue Cui Shui thin mist veil, her shoulders appeared as if carved, her waist like a tied ribbon. Her slender fingers slowly glided across the guqin.
This was a melody the Liang Emperor had favored most, and she knew it by heart.
Though her family background was humble, she had at least been a woman of virtue and an imperial concubine. If not for the pressures of life, why would she have to show her face to people, selling smiles like a courtesan from a singing and dancing house?
Fortunately, people here greatly admired courtesans, and gradually, she began to enjoy being the center of attention.
"Great! Qing Qing, you're amazing!"
As the piece concluded, everyone applauded and cheered. Many of the onlookers were Feng Qingyue's current fans.
After transmigrating, Feng Qingyue had to exert great effort to adapt to modern life. Yet, there were still many things she couldn't get used to. For example, women here, just like men, had to go out and earn a living.
Fortunately, heaven had not closed all doors. She never expected that skills like guzheng, Go, calligraphy, and painting, which all ladies from official families in the Liang Dynasty knew, were so rarely possessed by women here.
This allowed her to rapidly gain popularity online in a short period, and people even gave her the title of "talented woman."
"Thank you, everyone. Today's livestream ends here. Thank you, esteemed viewers." Feng Qingyue bowed gracefully to everyone.
"Qing Qing is so beautiful!"
"Indeed! Play another song! I'll tip you."
Everyone surrounded Feng Qingyue, wanting her to stay.
"I really can't, I have something to attend to. Farewell, everyone." Feng Qingyue smiled coyly, like spring blossoms.
"Ah! Qing Qing is truly too beautiful, and so talented!"
"This is a true goddess!"
"Qing Qing, can we take a picture?"
The onlookers continued to express their admiration. Feng Qingyue's livestream team was packing up nearby, and fans swarmed around her for photos.
"Everyone, please don't crowd here. It will disturb others. I'll be leaving soon. I'll be here for the next few days, so you can come again tomorrow."
Feng Qingyue spoke in a gentle tone, then bowed to everyone again, preparing to leave and take refuge in her car.
"Ah! Qing Qing is so gentle!"
"Okay, okay. Goodbye, Qing Qing."
Seeing everyone disperse in an orderly fashion, Feng Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief. She adjusted her clothes, spoke to her assistant, and headed towards the parking lot.
Suddenly, a ball rolled to Feng Qingyue's feet. She accidentally stepped on it and almost fell.
"Pretty sister, can you give the ball to Nuan Nuan?"
Nuan Nuan ran over and extended her hand to ask for it. It turned out Nuan Nuan had been playing fetch with Er Mao and Qiu Qiu. And now, the ball had rolled to someone else's feet.
Feng Qingyue had just picked up the ball, preparing to discard it, when she heard a childish voice.
Looking up, her entire body trembled.
The little girl in front of her looked exactly like Princess Jing'an, whom the Liang Emperor had doted on the most. She was also the daughter of Consort Qi, her mortal enemy. Princess Jing'an was demure and adorable when facing the Emperor, but secretly spoiled and willful. Feng Qingyue had suffered countless unseen grievances because of her.
If it weren't for Princess Jing'an, how could she have lost to Consort Qi, that commoner's daughter? Her final end was nothing more than a cup of poisoned wine.
She thought she had started anew, but she hadn't expected to be unable to escape the nightmare of the past even after changing worlds.
Thinking this, Feng Qingyue's long fingernails dug fiercely into the soft ball in her hand.
"Sister?" Nuan Nuan looked at Feng Qingyue's dazed expression, a little confused.
"Miss, little girl?" Wu Ma also called out from the side.
She wondered what was wrong with this young lady. She was talking right in front of her, yet she could still space out.
Feng Qingyue remained lost in her thoughts, only snapping back to reality when her fingernail broke from the pressure, causing her pain.
"Ah! I'm sorry, I was spacing out just now." Feng Qingyue suppressed her inner disgust.
"Nuan Nuan."
Suddenly, a familiar male voice came from behind. Feng Qingyue turned her head, feeling as if she had been frozen, staring blankly at the approaching person.
"Your Majesty~" Feng Qingyue let out a soft cry, unheard by anyone.
"Why is Nuan Nuan standing here?" Ye Jinghuai walked past her without even glancing at Feng Qingyue.
She looks so alike, strikingly so. Not just the voice and appearance, but even her manner of speaking and her demeanor were exactly like the Liang Emperor.
"Daddy~"
Nuan Nuan opened her arms and happily rushed over. Ye Jinghuai reached out and scooped the little dumpling up onto his arm.
"Did Nuan Nuan have fun?" Ye Jinghuai gently poked Nuan Nuan's little nose.
"Yes." Nuan Nuan snuggled obediently into her father's embrace.
"Miss, can you return the ball to us?"
Wu Ma, seeing Feng Qingyue staring blankly at Ye Jinghuai with infatuated eyes, spoke with displeasure.
"Oh, sorry, here you go."
Feng Qingyue tried to suppress her shock and intentionally offered the ball in her hand to Ye Jinghuai, her gaze boldly fixed on his face. She had forgotten that she had already broken the ball.
Nuan Nuan took the ball and, seeing a broken fingernail stuck in it, pouted, tears welling up.
"This is Er Mao's favorite ball. Nuan Nuan didn't protect it well." Nuan Nuan sniffled softly.
"Woof!" Er Mao barked, indicating it didn't mind.
"Awooo~" (Little cub, don't be sad, Qiu Qiu is here.) Qiu Qiu leaped around Ye Jinghuai's feet, trying to nuzzle Nuan Nuan.
"Daddy~ The ball is broken. Waaah~" Nuan Nuan cried pitifully, hugging Ye Jinghuai's neck.
"It's okay, Daddy will buy you a new one, alright? A whole basket!"
Ye Jinghuai comforted her while wiping her face and then cast a cold glance at Feng Qingyue.
"Then Nuan Nuan wants the same ball." The little voice was still tinged with tears.
"Okay, an identical one." Ye Jinghuai did not refuse.
"Really~?" Nuan Nuan's tears stopped, and she even blew a snot bubble.
If the situation hadn't been so serious, Ye Jinghuai might have found it amusing. Nuan Nuan felt utterly mortified and covered her nose tightly with her hands.
"Of course, it's real. It's okay, Daddy will wipe it for you." Sensing Nuan Nuan's embarrassment, Ye Jinghuai quickly wiped under her nose.
"I'm so sorry, little sister. It was my fault for not paying attention. I'll compensate you with a new one." Feng Qingyue finally realized the awkwardness and hastily apologized.
"No need. You can go."
Ye Jinghuai didn't even lift his head, his tone cold due to Nuan Nuan's unhappiness.
It's always like this, every time. It's a trivial matter, but as soon as Jing'an cried, His Majesty would punish others without any mercy.
Although she wouldn't be punished by His Majesty due to his favor, she would be neglected for a period afterward. She hadn't expected to still be like this after changing worlds.
The more Feng Qingyue thought about it, the more hatred she felt.
Back then, the Liang Emperor would cradle and dote on the little princess, making sure no one else mattered. As soon as the little princess appeared, His Majesty's eyes would see no one else.
If Consort Qi hadn't relied on the little princess, how could she have risen from a mere Noble Lady to a Consort? How could she have received His Majesty's occasional favor?
Pity her imperial prince, whom she had painstakingly given birth to, whom His Majesty hadn't even held once, and whose rank was suppressed by that lowly Qi Qing.
"Qing Qing, we can leave now." At this moment, her assistant came over to call her.
"Okay, wait for me."
Feng Qingyue turned back to look at the father and daughter in front of her.
"Sir, perhaps you could leave a contact number? I'll buy a new one and send it over."
"I said no need!" Ye Jinghuai directly turned and walked away with Nuan Nuan.
"Awooo awooo~" (Little vixen, don't think about taking advantage of my boss. Otherwise, I'll let my little brother teach you a lesson.) Qiu Qiu bared its teeth at Feng Qingyue.
"Woof woof woof!" Er Mao also barked a few times at Feng Qingyue in coordination.
Feng Qingyue had never seen such a large dog like Qiu Qiu in ancient times. And the one next to it was fierce, causing her to retreat in fear.
In her heart, however, she secretly rejoiced, believing that Ye Jinghuai was the reincarnation of the Liang Emperor. Moreover, she was no longer in the Liang Dynasty. Men here could only marry one legal wife, and in the future, His Majesty would belong only to her.
As for his daughter, she was as annoying as Princess Jing'an and would be dealt with sooner or later.